Текст песни анReal - До последней капли крови

This war came, fear, run
Leave the bone, count
I'll tear his cane, those graves
Who stood in the way of
You woke up the demon here!
Would you love? cook jelly
My cry heard in the wilderness
Then boil the blood in the veins
Give cold, though freezes
You are all so kind, inside the empty bitch!
Your words are saturated with "true" no faith now ...
Give the principle choke victory, until the last drop of blood
Do you have what it monthly? I look at it hurts
He stood across his throat, and if it were in a coma, it's time to win the game
This habit of dirty rap, come podsazheny the needle
And maybe it's Gloom, but with a pure soul fuck you
Raking it all ... remains the most impure poet
Trump under the sleeve, life - a bluff, call her vendetta

And you add them boli.Hvataya.Dushi!
I will fight to the death, life